What you trying to do to me?
It seems to come so naturally
How you annoy me
How you destroy me
And everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone
But don't mind me
How's it fair?
I'm a magnet for psychos
And pretty riddlers keen on me
Your cat like eyes slink into my open, heavy, loving heart
First touch and kissy kissy
Slash back razor days
The boys learn to behave
Wanted like hoodlums
Sick of themselves and sick of their slums
Give everybody a gun and put it on the television
That's the reality TV I'd pay to see
Lobotomise, celebritise every damn freak
Wanna be another one I never come and see
Moneys the church
fame is the steeple
Living on the town
Indoctrinate the people
What you trying to do to me?
It seems to come so naturally
How you annoy me
How you destroy me
And everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone
But don't mind me
First in there
Chased by a Cyclops
Living on my own
No ships at sea
I owe more than I know to faces who never show
The places
It's understood
I'll be yours tomorrow
Three bags full of sorrow
Slash back razor days
The boys learn to behave
And everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone
But don't mind me
It's not fair
I'm a magnet for psychos
And pretty riddlers keen on me
Your cat like eyes slink into my open, heavy, loving heart
First touch and there you are
Penny for the Cyclops
Nice weather for the Cyclops
What you trying to do to me?
What you trying to do to me?
You make me happy
